Regina nutella

  Selene's point of view I always enjoyed the adrenaline that flowed though my body. It was like a new reel of energy taking over. Electricity, it ignited making my blood pump faster, making the energy spark and flow through my veins. The excitement, the feel, the exhilaration made feel drugged, made me feel high. It made feel free... where I got so many adjectives from is a mystery but who cares? Crowds cheered my name over and over again. "Rebel!" "Rebel!" "Rebel!" "Rebel!" Obviously not my real name, but it's cool because it is my middle name, yeah! Who ever thought that they would get such a badass middle name! The speaker spoke loudly through a mike. It squeaked at first but was covered by the people cheering loudly. "Hello everyone! Welcome once again to the racing arena where you watch the best of the best and the rich of the rich crush each other!!!" Really? I could do a better intro then that! The crowd once more cheered, "Wooooooooooo!" People were buzzing and stumbling around. Most of them were drunk or drugged. Others just came to support their racers. Everything from here screamed 'DANGEROUS' My fort. Gangs were scattered around, criminals amidst in the crowds, d**g dealers spotted here and there. The American mafia also strewed on the grounds. Okay, I don't know if they the American mafia are here but it doesn't hurt to exaggerate a bit, right? Then you get the normal teenagers poking their noses in these areas. Like me. "Today we have a race between Blade and the undefeated REBEL!!!" The crowd went crazy again and began chanting my name: "Rebel!" "Rebel!" "Rebel!" "Rebel!" A red, familiar Lamborghini pulled up next to mine. It was quite an eye catching car if you hadn't notice the slight scratches on the doors. The driver opened his window and I smirked as soon as I saw who it was. "Well look who we have here. My my, the notorious Rebel. Ready to get your a*s beaten today?" My brother smirked. If only he knew what was coming *insert evil laugh* Yeah Blade is my brother. He doesn't know crap about me racing- especially against him. If he finds out then the overprotective brother mode comes out. And I can't afford that. Racing has become a mild or maybe a little more over a mild addiction. It's like enslavement, I become the slave and I can't be free from from being umm un-slaved. That's a bad comparison It's a good thing I have a mask. Protects me and my family from harm and keeps Blade and people from school recognizing me. "Nope, not planning on losing. How about you? Make sure to be prepared, your oversized ego is going to to be the size of a baby's finger at the end of this race. Oh and today I'll make sure to get my two thousand dollars that you gave in." He snarled at me. I stifled a laugh. "That two thousand dollars I gave in is mine and so is the two thousand you gave in, so f*** off!" I am sure you wouldn't be saying that if you knew who I am. "Nah I got a race to win so I'll meet you at the finish line." The bikini girl in the middle who looked a few years older than me waved the black and white checkered flag and I zoomed off. I took a glance in the mirror so I could see behind me. Blade was still at the beginning point, gaping. He finally composed himself as reality kicked in and started speeding. I smiled and drove faster swerving to the side. Dust and sand clouded everywhere. It was like a whirl storm of debris. The road wasn't paved with tar neither was it gravel. It was more of smooth sandy ground. Perfect for racing Blade was catching up with me. Not something I would expect normally to happen. We were neck in neck to each other now. We looked at each other. Our windows separating us both. He smirked and bumped his car into mine making mine slide sidewards. You wanna play dirty? Come let's play dirty! Nah ah big brother you ain't gonna get a away with this. I then swerved to the right of his car and hit his door adding to the arrangement of scratches. He lost control of his steering wheel and the jerked to the right. Ohhhh yeahhh He was distracted; trying to gain control of his Lamborghini. I took full advantage of this opportunity and drove a little more faster! The adrenalin took course of action making me shiver in delight. It's electricity sizzling in my veins. I swerved to the right and then left, thoroughly enjoying the blurred images mirroring outside the window as speed overtook. Then moonlight shone on the dark racing trek. My eyes had acclimated to the darkness. Even though I was cursing the brightness, I couldn't deny the moon's beauty. How it's white, shining body could adapt in the dark pitched sky. It looked perfect in my eye yet distanced in vision. Suddenly a whoosh of blurred light sped passed me! I was still for a moment, wondering what the hell was that? I shook my head taking myself out of my reverie. "That b****y i***t!" I pushed against the accelerator and changed the gear to seven. It was the fastest I could go. My car raced forward making me fly. My hands held tight onto the steering wheel turning it to a blanched shade of white. Cold sweat weat trickled down my forehead making me shudder. I was catching up to Blade's car. It wasn't easy, Blade was experienced taught by former racers- but I could still beat him. Slowly, I was catching up with him. It was extremely dangerous to keep your gear at its highest for a long time. Your car could blow up but I needed to win. He was my brother, I couldn't let him get hurt physically or mentally but a puncture in his obese ego would do heavens for this earth! My car almost caught up to his. The tip of my bumper was at his boot. I went a little further...now by his back seat door...a little bit further... we were almost neck in neck. He went faster and kinda made me fall and inch behind, I did the same which made him fall behind. We were playing like this for a while until the red ribbon came to view. It was attached loosely to two metal silver bars on each end- opposing each other. The first one to hit the red ribbon, wins. Blade looked at me with a smirk. I looked at him back mirroring his. We both pushed our pedals and both our cars flew forward. We were accelerating. We were greedily craving for the victory- well in my case I just wanted to go home and eat Nutella. My craving for it was impatient! In a blur, everything happened! Iron man died so did thanos, Harry Potter killed Voldemort and Clace (Clary and Jace from the mortal instruments) shipped happily forward. Stiles ended up with Lydia. Barbie and Ken has a wonderful love life (something I lack). Percy Jackson won his battle and overall everything kinda had a happy ending but the problem was did I have a good conclusion for this race? Who the hell won!? oh forget it! I need to eat! The cheers that emancipated from the crowd was ear-cracking. Their cheers turned into a long, everlasting beep that blared in my eardrum. I opened my door needing the fresh, cool air that the trees gave us (I'm grateful). Suddenly all sound came back to me. The long beep was gone leaving me back to the sound of cheers and the host's voice. I looked around confusedly. A streak of red shimmer sparkled in my peripheral vision. My eyes immediately directed to it. I won! I had won! My title of undefeated was safe. I hadn't lost my dignity! I AM SAVED! And I can now go home The red ribbon was on the front plate of my Lamborghini. It honestly looked good on it rather than tied loosely on the two steel poles. Blade was still in his car. You could see he was breathing heavily especially with his chest moving up and down. He was breathing heavily and drops of condensational sweat flew down his face. His hands were tightly clenched around the steering wheel, blood trickling down his wrist. Shit! Did I do that? His door suddenly banged open widely, he stormed out cussing at everything. That's Blade for you My feat betrayed me and it stepped over to Blade. Why? Why? Why? "So asswhole did you learn from your mistakes today?" Sorry Blade, my feet is acting stupid and my voice is acting on its own, you're not an asswhole, you're more of a conceited, bratty person who swears and has an ego the size of a gluttoned pig! He glared at me. "I made no mistake little guy, watch out because soon we will be racing again and I- WILL- WIN-" You think? Today was a sucker race, winning will never just walk over to your doorstep. Pfft I'm the one that's talking. Okay, okay! I admit the race was as hard as convincing mom to share her peanut butter with me but I still won, right? "Haha! Great one. Winning isn't just taking a bite of an apple, it takes practice! So come back next time prepared because today was a sucky race!" I lied. He growled at me. Since when did he become a werewolf? Blade got into his car and banged his door closed. I noticed the scratches that I added onto his collection of damages. He turned the key and the car's engines roared through the noise from the crowds making it simmer a bit. It then zoomed away leaving me to the spot where I was before. I forgot to tell you that no one knows my gender as Rebel well except- A loud then squeal interjected my conversation with you readers. Hazel aka my best friend and manager came walking-more like skipping towards me. She had a huge grin on her face. "Sel- I mean Rebel, you were amazing!", Yup she knows who I am. "I know, I am always amazing," I say emphasizing on the 'always'. She bursts out laughing. Hazel is known for her random grinning. She is always smiling even at the shittiest thing ever! Like yesterday she drove her car into a pole- Instead of being worried for her car; she was grinning like she had gotten a lollipop! She has beautiful, chocolate brown her with big green eyes and plumpy pink lips. Her button nose is small and is something that makes her look absolutely adorable! However her sharp jawline and sucked in cheekbones make her look a bit fierce. And then of course she has that awesome, to-die-for body. Perfect curves, boobs and perfect everything feminine! She is literally a goddess! She finally composed herself and then gave me seven thousand dollars. My eyes nearly popped out! "Here is your money and I got my one thousand," she said with a smirk. Let me explain these illegal races. Its very confusing! So basically people bet on you and the managers of both people who are racing collects all the money. The money is divided between the manager and the racer. So a certain percentage of the money goes to the manager and a certain percentage goes to the racer but the racer gets a hell of a lot more! The two opposing racers give in two thousand to take part in racing. It depends though on your position in racing of your last match. The higher your position in racing, the higher you have to pay to take part. If the opposing racer wins they get back their money they had to pay to take part in the race as well as the other racer's money that they had to pay to take part. Complicated s**t huh? (A/N guys I don't know anything about street racing so I made up the stuff, that I wrote above) Hazel and I quickly greeted each other and we left the street racing arena in our cars. I took off my mask and shoved the into a cubby hole in my car. As I drove on the deserted roads, a thought came to my mind. What am I gonna do with the seven thousand dollars? I mean my parents are loaded and I get a decent amount of monthly allowances. I guess I'll just give it to charity. My house finally came into view and I sighed in relief. I was tired and exhausted and I needed my Nutella . It was currently one o'clock in the morning and my dad is on a business trip and so is my mom so I would get no scoldings or shoutings. My dad is a business man and he owns a very successful business and my mom is a well-known doctor across the world so she gets to go treat people all over the globe. I want to become something like her that helps people. She is also a psychologist but doesn't do much of it anymore. I love my parents. I park my Lamborghini into the garage next to Blade's and Athena's. Did I mention we're triplets. No? Well yeah we are. And I am the youngest of the lot which sucks a lot. I am four seconds younger than Athena and seven seconds younger than Blade! It's like our heads just popped out of my mom's uterus one by one. Having Blade as the oldest sucks a lot because he is soo overprotective of us! I slowly open the door that's connected to the garage and the lounge in my house. I tiptoe in making sure no one hears me and I softly close the door again. I creep towards my room; passing through my sibling's rooms without making a sound! Waking them up is a mission because Athena is a light sleeper and wakes up to any sound! Then you get Blade who snores like pig with his nose up in the air! After I pass their rooms with success, I quickly jolt to the sweet haven. My bedroom I took a breath in relief. I quickly take a two minute shower, get dressed in my pajamas and cuddle in my soft red blanket! Before I switch off the lamp I grab my Nutella bottle and shove a spoonful of Nutella into my mouth. Jesus! This is soooo yummy. I then switch off the lamp and fall into my own world of street racing and winning a whole factory of Nutella! :::::::::::::: Authors note: this book was written when I was twelve so it's not that great but I hope you enjoy it!